Immortal Cultivation Family: Start By Accepting Dao Companions

"Is this Transcending Tribulation?"

Oh no, I never expected this.

On Longmen Mountain.

Purple Dragon widened its eyes and looked towards the top of Immortal Ascension Peak, feeling a numbness throughout its entire body.

What is happening?

What the hell!

It has only been a few years since the breakthrough to the Unity stage.

Those who shared the same thoughts included the Xuan Turtle guarding the Northern Mountain Range and the two Spirit Tigers raised in the Western Mountain Range.

Within the clan.

Chen Chuyun directly rushed out from the secret chamber underground.

The person who could cause such a commotion must be his own father.

For a moment, he felt a bit dazed.

Unable to catch up, completely unable to catch up.

Just a moment ago, he was still complacent about breaking through to the later stage of Nascent Soul.

At the top of Immortal Ascension Peak at this moment.

Chen Feng was struggling against the surging energy, feeling like his whole body was about to burst.

The storage of his physical body had reached its limit, unable to ascend any further.

But Chen Feng was not satisfied with this.

The immortal aura within his body still felt insufficient.

So, he suppressed the impending energy tide and took out the Mahayana Pill.

He put it into his mouth.

Immediately, the medicinal power of the Mahayana Pill exploded and merged with the energy within his body.

The restrictive runes on his skin could no longer suppress it and began to crack.

The energy within his body was also rapidly depleting.

It was being guided and transformed into immortal power, filling every inch of his body.

Nurturing the spirit.

The power of his bloodline within his body was also churning, crazily absorbing the energy.

Finally.

After a few more days.

A muffled sound was heard.

Like a sun bursting open, golden light rippled outwards.

The rusty sword trembled, washing away the last trace of rust on the hilt.

The words "Becoming Immortal" vividly appeared.

"Becoming Immortal Sword, excellent!"

As the anomaly receded, Chen Feng held the cleansed immortal sword with a satisfied expression in his eyes.

The sword was named Becoming Immortal.

Originally, Chen Feng had always thought that this sword was called Southern Ming Blade, but he never expected it to have another name.

"These two words have great significance."

Chen Feng sighed and silently fastened the immortal sword to his waist.

"The original scabbard is no longer worthy of you."

He patted the treasure sword at his waist and looked at his own array of refining tools.

With over forty thousand years of accumulated experience, he had reached the level of a ninth-grade Refiner after lifting the restrictions.

Now, he was even closer to becoming a legendary Immortal-grade Refiner.

"System, exchange all ninety-seven thousand inheritance points for refining experience!"

Looking at the balance of inheritance points now.

It had already exceeded one million.

Might as well use up the remainder.

After the system prompt.

He forged divine artifacts in the void once again, with the light of the spirit fire shining, continuing to refine the essence of the sun.

In the final step, Chen Feng took out the Holy Spirit Stone and looked at the sword scabbard that was about to take shape in the intense fire.

"Let you become my next masterpiece in the path of refining!"

Without hesitation, he used the Holy Spirit Stone, which he had originally planned to remelt into the Becoming Immortal Sword, and put it in.

He also used the power of the immortal spirit to shape the sword scabbard.

Ten days had passed in total.

The sky was now covered in dark clouds.

A thunderclap sounded, and a thick purple thunderbolt, as thick as a water bucket, fell heavily on the newly formed sword scabbard.

"Done!"

As the lightning dissipated, Chen Feng let out a sigh of relief and gently beckoned with his finger.

A purple-gold scabbard fell into his hand.

The treasure was naturally formed, with a hint of spirituality, and there was a faint breath of life within it, establishing an elusive connection with Chen Feng.

There was also a faint immortal charm emanating from the treasure.

"If only..."

Chen Feng felt a bit regretful. The scabbard was only half a step away from reaching the quality of an immortal weapon.

"Well, it's still worthy of being the Immortal Sword."

Seeing this, Chen Feng no longer dwelled on it. With his Mahayana stage strength, refining a half-step immortal weapon was already astonishing.

"I wonder how it compares to that ninth-grade alchemist in the Heavenly Dao State."

The sword was sheathed, and the scattered immortal charm dissipated.

"Mahayana..."

Chen Feng's eyes deepened as he looked towards the distant sea of clouds.

...

In the chaotic sea area.

Around the Island of Life.

"It's right here."

Standing with hands behind his back on the Xuan Turtle, Chen Chuwu gazed at the sparsely populated islands in the distance.

Chen Chuwu felt the pulling force coming from the Bloodline Jade in his hand.

"This place is too chaotic. Even with my father's guidance, it took two years to find it."

"I didn't expect there to be another world in a corner of the continent..."

He looked at the group of islands in front of him, which were barren and pitifully small in size when approached.

This made him doubt for a moment if he had found the wrong place.

But the throbbing from the Bloodline Jade in his hand couldn't be faked.

Seeing that he had found the destination, Chen Chuwu didn't care about it anymore. He followed the strongest pull of the bloodline.

At the same time, he took a deep breath, with a hint of pity in his eyes and a touch of bitterness in his heart.

If this was indeed the place where the small branch of the Chen Clan was located.

Then this small branch of his Chen Clan must have suffered greatly, as if they were in deep water and scorching fire.

Moreover, among the second generation of Chen Clan descendants, Chen Chu was born earlier.

He also watched his father grow up, and couldn't help but feel guilty for this nephew and the bloodline stranded here.

"Fortunately, my father found this place and let me come."

"Well, this is not a place to stay. I will take them all back."

Chen Chuwu made up his mind to find all the stranded bloodlines and take them away from this barren place.

The current Chen Clan is much more prosperous than before.

With a mix of anxiety and anticipation, he gradually approached this reef island.

Just as he was about to get closer, he and the Xuan Turtle suddenly collided with a ripple.

After disappearing in a moment, what appeared in front of him was just a group of islands, just like what he saw from a distance.

"Something's wrong!"

"It's a formation!"

Suddenly, Chen Chuwu became alert.

A burst of spiritual light immediately erupted from the Xuan Turtle, enveloping Chen Chuwu.

"It's an illusion formation!"

As a member of the All-Powerful Family, Chen Chuwu had also studied formations.

He sensed the flow of spiritual energy and the rules around him.

A series of different symbols were displayed.

"Could it be set up by that Chen Muyi?"

"It shouldn't be. This formation is at least from a master of formations, no lower than the seventh grade!"

At least it was set up by a master of formations.

Immediately, Chen Chuwu frowned.

He exchanged a glance with the Xuan Turtle under his feet, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

His bloodline relatives were trapped in this formation.

The probability of them reproducing at such a speed and being imprisoned was not high.

Moreover, once he entered this place, the owner of this formation would definitely sense it.

Every move he made now was under the surveillance of others.

And his act of breaking through the formation...

"Not good!"

Chen Chuwu shouted in a deep voice, and a formation flag flew out of his hand.